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they shaped my own fortunes, for, as I came to know, Quismancu and his
people had determined that I should not be allowed to go from among
them. Not every day did a white god rise from the sea, and they desired
that having come to them, there he should bide to be their defence and
boast, and with him that hermit named Zapana, to whom, as they believed,
he had appeared upon the desert isle. But after Rimac had spoken all
this was changed, and when I said it was my will to depart and accompany
Quilla upon her journey home to her father, Huaracha, King of the
Chancas, as by swift messenger this King invited me to do, Quismancu
answered that if I so desired I must be obeyed as the god Rimac had
commanded, but that nevertheless he was sure that we should meet again.
Now, thinking these things over, I wondered much whether that oracle
came out of the golden Rimac or perchance from the heart of Quilla, or
of Kari, or of both of them, who desired that I should leave the Yuncas
and travel to the Chancas and further. I did not know, nor was I ever
to learn, since about matters to do with their gods these people are as
secret as the grave.
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